I ran into this little island of misery and heartache. Though I'd drop by and spill my guts on the bar, see the sights, pass out, the usual. My name is irrelevant, my occupation is that of an Ace Hardware Store Clerk, and my degree is of Economics.

I see the world in shades of blue and gray. And I can smell the blood and flame from a mile away.

Pay heed to my gun, for it maybe the end of your luck.

I think that should count as an introduction.